On the first day of the New Year, the two of the Zhuanglin were eaten one by one. They were lively, and they drank a few cups.
On the sixth day of the year, Li Yiming of the small shop was married. Zhou Chen also went to the wedding and made up for fun.
Lin Wufeng has been running out of the business with the An Factory of the private enterprise outside the Spring Festival this year. In the past, he was more Buddhist. Since taking over the business in the An Factory, he has also made a lot of external fast, so he also cherishes this fast outside fast.
If you want to take advantage of the time, you can make a little bit.
"Tu Xi, go to Yiming's house to make rice wine back." Huang Ling, who chef, shouted loudly.
"OK."
Zhou Chen took the rice bottle in the past and went to a small shop.
"Grandpa Li, bottle rice wine."
"Okay."
When you are waiting, I see Lin Wufeng walk into the alley.
"Yo, Tuxi, what do you buy?"
"Play bottles of rice wine, Uncle Lin, are you just returning from a business trip?"
"Yeah, this trip can be tired of me, go back first."
Zhou Chen made good rice wine and went home with a bottle, but as soon as he turned around, he saw his own yard's door. Zhang Amei stood there, holding a piece of paper in his hand, but when he saw Zhou Chen, he hurried to hurry up.
Paled the paper into the pocket, pretending to go out and walked outside.
"Tuxi, buy something."
"Yeah, Aunt Zhang."
The moment Zhang Amei walked beside Zhou Chen, Zhou Chen moved his right hand slightly, rubbed her body, and then returned to the yard with calmness.
Chapter completed!